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THE UNIVERSITY OF TEXAS 

DEPARTMENT OE EXTENSION 



Popular Songs for Community Meetings 

Collated by 

IRVING W. JONES 

Adjunct Professor of Music 




FOREWORD 

The following songs, collated by Professor Irving Jones, Ad- 
junct Professor of Music Education in the University, are in- 
tended for use at community sing-songs where the notes are not 
needed. In this connection, attention is called to the University 
of Texas Community Song Book, containing upwards oi 100 
songs with music. This song book will be furnished at a flat 
rate of 10c per copy. 

The University Extension Department has issued a number of 
programs for use at school and community meetings. Corre- 
spondence is invited. 

E. D. Shurter, Director. 



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AMERICA 

My country, 'tis of thee, 
Sweet land of liberty, 

Of thee I sing. 
Land where my fathers died, 
Land of the Pilgrim's pride, 
From ev'ry mountain side, 

Let freedom ring. 

Our fathers' God, to Thee, 
Author of liberty, 

To Thee we sing. 
Long may our land be bright 
With freedom's holy light, 
Protect us by Thy might, 

Great God, our King. 



THE STAR-SPANGLED BANNER 

1. Oh, say can you see, by the dawn's early light, 

What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleaming, 
Whose broad stripes and bright stars thro' the perilous fight 

O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming? 
And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air, 

Gave proof thro' the night that our, flag was still there. 
Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet wave 

O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave? 

2. Oh, thus be it ever when freemen shall stand 

Between their lov'd homes and wild war's desolation. 
Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the heav'n rescued land 

Praise the pow 'r that hath made and preserved us a nation \ 
Then conquer we must when our cause it is just, 

And this be our motto: "In God is our trust!" 
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave 

'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave ! 



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BATTLE-HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC 

1. Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; 

He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath 

are stored; 
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift 

sword, 
His truth is marching on. 

Chorus. 

Glory ! glory ! Hallelujah ! 
Glory! glory! Hallelujah! 
Glory! glory! Hallelujah! 
His truth is marching on. 

2. He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat ; 
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat ; 
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him ! be jubilant, my feet ! 
Our God is marching on. 

3. In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea; 
With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and, me ; 
As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free, 
While God is marching on. 



THE U. S. A. FOREVER 

(Dedicated to the best of tunes, "Dixie") 

1. Come, all who live in the U. S. A., 
Join in our song and sing today, 

Work away, work away, for the land of the free; 
United, firm, with every state, 
To make a nation good and great, 

Work away, work away, for the land of the free. 



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Chorus : 

The U. S. A. forever ! hurray ! hum-ay ! 

The Stars and Stripes shall wave above 

The U. S. A. 'forever. 

Hurray! hurray! the U. S. A. forever 

Hurray! hurray; the Stars and Stripes forever! 

2. The North and South, the East and West, 
We love them all, for all are best, 

Work away, work away, for the land of the free. 
United States and hearts and hands 
Will make the greatest of all lands, 

Work away, work away, for the land of the free. 

3. From coast to coast united stand, 

Our proudest boast our own dear land, 

Work away, work away, for the land of the free. 
The Nation gathers at our call 
With all for one and one for all, 

Work away, work away, for the land of the free. 



RED, WHITE AND BLUE 

1. Columbia, the gem of the Ocean, 

The home of the brave and the free, 
The shrine of each patriot's devotion, 

A world offers homage to thee. 
Thy mandates make heroes assemble, 

When Liberty 's form stands in view ; 
Thy banners make tyranny tremble, 

When borne by the red, white and blue. 

When borne by the red, white and blue, 
When borne by the red, white and blue ; 
Thy banners make tyranny tremble, 
When borne by the red, white and blue. 



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2. The Star-Spangled Banner bring hither, 

O'er Columbia's true sons let it wave, 
May the wreaths they have won never wither, 

Nor its stars cease to shine on the brave ; 
May the service united ne'er sever, 

But hold to their colors so true, 
The army and navy forever, 

Three cheers for the red, white and blue. 

Three cheers for the red white and blue, 
Three cheers for the red, white and blue ; 
The army and navy forever. 

Three cheers for the red, white and blue. 



HAIL COLUMBIA 

1. Hail, Columbia, happy land! 
Hail, ye heroes ! heav 'n-born band ! 

Who fought and bled in Freedom's Cause, 

And when the storm of war was gone, 

Enjoyed the peace your valor won. 

Let independence be our boast, 

Ever mindful what it cost; 

Ever grateful for the prize, 

Let its altar reach the skies. 

Firm united, let us be, 

Rallying around our liberty, 

As a band of brothers joined, 

Peace and safety we shall find. 

2. Immortal patriots ! rise once more, 
Defend your rights, defend your shore; 
Let no rude foe with impious hand, 
Invade the shrine where sacred lies, 

Of toil and blood the well earn'd prize, 



"While off 'ring peace, sincere and just, 
In heav'n we place a manly trust, 
That truth and Justice will prevail, 
And ev'ry scheme of bondage fail. 
Firm, united, let us be, 
Rallying round our liberty, 
As a band of brothers join'd, 
Peace and safety we shall find. 

3. Sound, sound the trumpet of fame 
Let "Washington's great name 
Ring thro' the world with loud applause, 
Let ev'ry clime to freedom dear 
Listen with a joyful ear, 
With equal skill, with god-like pow'r 
He governs in the fearful hour 
Of horrid war; or guides with ease 
The happier times of honest peace. 
Firm, united let us be, 
Rallying round our liberty, 
As a band of brothers join'd 
Peace and safetv we shall find. 



AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL 

Words by Katharine Lee Bates 
Various settings 

beautiful for spacious skies, 

For amber waves of grain, 

For purple mountain majesties 

Above the fruited plain ! 

America ! America ! 

God shed His grace on thee 

And crown thy good with brotherhood 

From sea to shining sea ! 



2. beautiful for pilgrim feet, 
Whose stern, impassioned stress 
A thoroughfare for freedom beat 
Across the wilderness! 
America ! America ! 

God mend thine ev'ry flaw, 
Confirm thy soul in self-control, 
Thy liberty in law ! 

3. beautiful for heroes proved 
In liberating strife, 

Who more than self their country loved, 

And mercy more than life ! 

America! America! 

May God thy gold refine, 

Till all success be nobleness, 

And every gain divine! 

4. beautiful for patriot dream 
That sees beyond the years 
Thine alabaster cities gleam, 
Undimm 'd by human tears ! 
America ! America ! 

God shed His grace on thee 

And crown thy good with brotherhood 

From sea to shining sea ! 



OLD FOLKS AT HOME 

1. 'Way down upon the Swanee Ribber, 

Far, far away, 
Dere's wha my heart is turning ebber, 

Dere's wha de old folks stay. 
All up and down de whole creation, 

Sadly I roam, 
Still longing for de old plantation, 

And for de old folks at home. 



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All de world am sad and dreary, 

Eb'rywhere I roam; 
Oh! darkies, how my heart grows weary, 

Far from de old folks at home. 

One little hut among the bushes, 

One that I love, 
Still sadly to my mem 'ry rushes 

No matter where I rove. 
When will I see de bees a-humming 

All roun' de comb? 
When will I hear de banjo tumming, 

Down in my good old home? 



MY OLD KENTUCKY HOME 

1. The sun shines bright in the old Kentucky home, 

'Tis summer, the darkies are gay: 
The corn-top 's ripe and the meadow 's in the bloom, 

While the birds make music all the day. 
The young folks roll on the little cabin floor, 

All merry, all happy and bright; 
By'm-by hard times comes a-knocking at the door, 

Then my old Kentucky home, good night ! 

Weep no more my lady, 

weep no more today ! 
We will sing one song for the Old Kentucky home, 

For the old Kentucky home, far away. 

2. They hunt no more for the 'possum and the coon, 

On the meadow, the hill and the shore; 
They sing no more by the glimmer of the moon, 

On the bench by the old cabin door. 
The day goes by like a shadow o'er the -heart, 

With sorrow where all was delight ; 
The time has come when the darkies have to part, 

Then my old Kentucky home, good-night ! 



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CARRY ME BACK TO OLD VIRGINNY 

1. Carry me back to old Virginny, 

There's where the cotton and the corn and taters grow, 
There's where the birds warble sweet in the spring-time, 
There's where the old darkey's heart am long'd to go; 
There 's where I labor 'd so hard for old, massa, 
Day after day in the field of yellow corn; 
No place on earth do I love more sincerely 
Than old Virginny, the State where I was born. 

Chorus : 
(Repeat first four lines). 



A PERFECT DAY 

1. When you come to the end of a perfect day 

And you sit alone with your thought, 
While the chimes ring out with a carol gay 

For the joy that the day has brought, 
Do you think what the end of a perfect day 

Can mean to a tired heart 
When the sun goes down with a flaming ray 

And the dear friends have to part? 

2. Well ; this is the end of a perfect day, 

Near the end of a journey, too ; 
But it leaves a thought that is big and strong 

With a wish that is kind and true. 
For mem'ry has painted this perfect day 

With colors that never fade, 
And we find at the end of a perfect day 

The soul of a friend we've made. 



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OLD BLACK JOE 

1. Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay; 
Gone are my friends from the cotton fields away; 
Gone from the earth to a better land, I know, 

I hear their gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe !" 

I'm coming, I'm coming, 
For my head is bending low ; 

I hear those gentle voices calling, 
"Old Black Joe!" 

2. Where are the hearts once so happy and so free ? 
The children so dear that I held upon my knee ? 
Gone to the shore where my soul has longed to go, 

I hear their gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe!" 



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STARS OF THE SUMMER NIGHT 

1. Stars of the summer night, 
Far in yon azure deeps, 
Hide, hide your golden light, 
She sleeps, my lady sleeps; 

She sleeps, She sleeps, my lady sleeps. 

2. Moon of the summer night, 
Far down yon western steeps, 
Sink, sink in silver light, 

She sleeps, my lady sleeps; 

She sleeps, She sleeps, my lady sleeps. 

3. Dreams of the summer night, 
Tell her, her lover keeps 
Watch while, in slumbers light, 
She sleeps, my lady sleeps; 

She sleeps, She sleeps, my lady sleeps. 



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ONWARD, CHRISTIAN SOLDIERS 

1. Onward, Christian soldiers ! 
Marching as to war, 
With the cross of Jesus 
Going on before. 
Christ, the royal Master, 
Leads against the foe; 
Forward into battle, 
See his banners go! 

Chorus : 

Onward, Christian soldiers ! 
Marching as to war, 
With the cross of Jesus 
Going on before. 

2. Like a mighty army 
Moves the Church of God: 
Brothers, we are treading 
Where the" saints have trod ; 
We are not divided, 

All one body we, 

One in hope and odctrine. 

One in charity. 

Chorus. 

3. Crowns and thrones may perish, 
Kingdoms rise and wane, 

But the Church of Jesus 
Constant will remain ; 
Gates of hell can never 
'Gainst that Church prevail; 
We have. Christ's own promise, 
And that cannot fail. 



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Chorus. 

4. Onward, then, ye people ! 
Join our happy throng, 
Blend with ours your voices 
In the triumph-song; 
Glory, laud, and honor 
Unto Christ the King. 
This thro' countless ages 
Men and angels sing. 

Chorus. 



ANNIE LAURIE 

Maxwelton's braes are bonnie, 

Where early fa's the dew, 
And it 's there that Annie Laurie 
Gave me her promise true. 
Gave me her promise true, 
Which ne'er forget will be, 
And for bonnie Annie Laurie 
I'd lay me doon and dee. 

Her brow is like the snow-drift, 

Her throat is like the swan, 
Her face it is the fairest 
That e'er the sun shone on. 
That e'er the sun shone on. 
And dark blue is her e'e, 
And for bonnie Annie Laurie, 
I'd lay me doon and dee. 



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LOVE'S OLD SWEET SONG 

1. Once in the dear dead days beyond recall, 
When on the world the mists began to fall, 
Out of the dreams that rose in happy throng, 
Low to our hearts love sang an old sweet song ; 
And in the dusk where fell the firelight gieain, 
Softly it wove itself into our dream. 

Chorus : 

Just a song at twilight, when the lights are low, 
And the flick 'ring shadows softly come and go; 
Tho' the heart be weary, sad the day and long, 
Still to us at twilight comes love's old song, 
Comes love's old sweet song. 

2. Even today we hear love's song of yore, 
Deep in our hearts it dwells forevermore, 
Footsteps may falter, weary grow the way, 
Still we can hear it at the close of day; 

So till the end, when life's dim shadows fall, 
Love will be found the sweetest song of all. 



SANTA LUCIA 



1. Now 'neath the silver moon Ocean is glowing, 
O'er the calm billow soft winds are blowing; 
Here balmy breezes blow, pure joys invite us. 
And as we gently row, all things delight us. 

Hark, how the sailors' cry joyously echoes nigh, 

Santa Lucia ! Santa Lucia ! 
Home of fair Poesy, realm of pure harmony, 

Santa Lucia ! Santa Lucia ! 

2. When o 'er thy waters light winds are playing, 
Thy spell can soothe us, all care allaying; 

To thee, sweet Napoli, what charms are given, 
Where smiles creation, toil blest by Heaven. 



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JUANITA 

1. Soft o'er the fountain, 

Ling 'ring falls the southern moon, 
Far o'er the mountain, 

Breaks the day too soon ! 
In thy dark eyes' splendor, 

Where the warm light loves to dwell, 
Weary looks yet tender, 

Speak their fond farewell. 

Nita, Juanita ! 

Ask thy soul if we should part! 
Nita, Juanita ! 

Lean thou on my heart. 

2. When in thy dreaming, 

Moons like these shall shine again, 
And daylight beaming, 

Prove thy dreams are vain. 
Wilt thou not, relenting, 

For thine absent lover's sigh? 
In thy heart consenting, 

To a prayer gone by ? 

Nita, Juanita ! 

Let me linger by thy side ! 
Nita, Juanita ! 

Be my own fair bride! 



AULD LANG SYNE 

1. Should auld acquaintance be forgot, 
And never brought to mind? 
Should auld acquaintance be forgot, 
And days of auld lang syne? 



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Chorus : 

For auld lang syne, my dear, 

For auld lang syne; 
We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet, 

For auld lang syne. 

2. And here's a hand my trusty frien', 
And gie's a hand o' thine, 
We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet, 
For auld lang syne. 



ROW, ROW, ROW 

1. Row, row, row, row your boat 

2. Gently down the stream, 

3. Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, 

4. Life is but a dream. 



HOW LOVELY IS THE EVENING 

0, How lovely is the evening, is the evening, 
When the bells are sweetly ringing, sweetly ringing, 
Ding, Dong, Ding, Dong. 



MY BONNIE 



1. My Bonnie is over the ocean, 
My Bonnie is over the sea, 
My Bonnie is over the ocean, 
bring back my Bonnie to me. 

Bring back, bring back, 

Bring back my Bonnie to me, to me 
Bring back, bring back, 

bring back my Bonnie to me. 



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2. Last night as I lay on my pillow, 

Last night as I lay on my bed, 
Last night as I lay on my pillow, 
I dreamed that my Bonnie was dead. 

3. The winds have blown over the ocean, 

The winds have blown over the sea, 
The winds have blown over the ocean, 
And brought back my Bonnie to me. 



GOOD-NIGHT, LADIES 

1. Good-night, ladies ! 
Good-night, ladies! 
Good-night, ladies ! 

We're going to leave you know. 

Merrily, we roll along, 
Roll along, roll along, 

Merrily, we roll along, 
Over the dark blue sea. 

2. Sweet dreams, ladies ! 
Sweet dreams, ladies! 
Sweet dreams, ladies! 

We're going to leave you know. 



THERE'S A LONG, LONG TRAIL 

Nights are growing very lonely, 

Days are very long; 
I'm a-growing wearly only 

List'ning for your song. 
Old remembrances are thronging 

Through my memory, 
Till it seems the world is full of dreams 

Just to call you back to me. 



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There's a long, long trail a-winding 

Into the land of my dreams, 
Where the nightingales are singing 

And the white moon beams; 
There's a long, long night of waiting 

Until my dreams all come true, 
Till the day when I'll be going down 

That long, long trail with you. 



PACK UP YOUR TROUBLES IN YOUR OLD KIT-BAG 

Pack up your troubles in your old kit-bag, 

And smile, smile, smile; 
While you 've a lucif er to light your fag, 

Smile, boys — that's the style. 
What's the use of worrying? 

It never was worth while, so 
Pack up your troubles in your old kit-bag, 

And smile, smile, smile! 



K-K-K-KATY 



K-K-K-Katy, beautiful Katy, 

You're the only g-g-g-girl that I adore, 

When the m-m-m-moon shines over the cow shed, 
I'll be waiting at the k-k-k-kitchen door. 



KEEP THE HOME FIRES BURNING 

, They were summoned from the hillside, 

They were called in from the glen, 
And the Country found them ready 

At the stirring call for men. 
Let no tears add to their hardship, 

As the soldiers pass along, 
And although your heart is breaking, 

Make it sing this cheery song. 



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Keep the Home fires burning, 
While your hearts are yearning. 

Though your lads are far away, 

They dream of Home ; 
There's a silver lining 
Through the dark cloud shining; 

Turn the dark cloud inside out. 
Till the boys come Home. 

Over seas there came a pleading, 

Help a nation in distress; 
And we gave our glorious laddies, 

Honour bade us do no less. 
For no gallant son of freedom 

To a tyrant's yoke should bend, 
And a noble heart must answer 

To the sacred call of "Friend." 



INTERSCHOLASTIC LEAGUE SONGS 
By W. R. Duffey and E. D. S. 

The two songs below are primarily for use in school and county 
contests of the University Interscholastic League. The name of 
the particular school is, of course, to be supplied in the blank 
spaces. The University Extension Department would be glad to 
receive copies of other League and school songs. 



LOYALTY SONG 
(Air: "Bonnie Blue Flag") 

1. We are a League of loyal schools, 
That love the Lone Star State. 
In speaking and athletic sports, 
In spelling and debate 
We train ourselves as students 
Good citizens to make. 
So cheer for the Lone Star State 
And League — we'll ne'er forsake. 



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Chorus : 

Hurrah! Hurrah! For the Lone Star State, Hurrah. 
Hurrah ! For the Interscholasiic League, 
Hurrah ! Hurrah ! Hurrah ! 

2. The pupils of the School 

Are eager for the fray, 

We'll cheer them on to victory 

Forever and a day — 

Our speakers, spellers, and athletes 

Are ready for the Meet, 

Hurrah! for the School 

That never meets defeat. 

Chorus : 

Hurrah. Etc. 



TOAST SONG 
(Air: "There's a Long, Long Trail") 

1. There's a school I love and honor, 
Hurrah! I toast her today. 

'Tis the school in County 

And we say, say, say, — 
We're the best in all the country — 
Just watch our teams all come through- 
And we're going to show all Leaguers 
What the School can do. 

2. All our athletes and our speakers 
Are ready now for the fray. 

In spelling and in writing 
Say! we say, say, say, — 
We're the best in all the country, 
And if you think that's not true, 
Just undertake to catch us — 
That's a long, long trail for you. 



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THE EYES OF TEXAS 

Words by John Lang Sinclair 
Tune : Chorus of Levee Song 

This is the University of Texas song. By the University 

students it is always sung standing and with heads uncovered. 

The eyes of Texas are upon you 

All the live-long day. 

The eyes of Texas are upon you, 

You cannot get away. 

Do not think you can escape them, 

At night or early in the morn, 

The eyes of Texas are upon you 

Till Gabriel blows his horn. 



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